Song: Storyteller

Though it may seem that the blues and greens
are too shabby to be retold, it's in you somewhere
to shake off the dust and bring it back to light.
Are you scared that your tales will catch life
of their own, leaving the speaker behind the facade?
Are you sure that you don't want to spin it out
past your own small but glorious world?

Storyteller, don't you go away,
don't you end it here, like this.
Storyteller, don't you leave me here
waiting for the what I migth miss.

You said you'd barely told it
past the ears of your peers.
You said it would never make it
past the fires of my eyes.
Well, look at me, I'm still here
and your story's taken flight.
Don't go away, you have to stay the night.

Storyteller, don't you go away,
don't you end it here, like this.
Storyteller, don't you leave me here
waiting for the ending kiss.

So maybe your words are of wars and worlds
unknown to gentler things.
But it's not impossible that your demons and kings
can find something beautiful.
You started it, now you must go on;
I'll reward you with applause.
You wonder why I say this?
It's because you're my...

Storyteller, don't you go away,
don't you end it here, like this.
Storyteller, don't you leave me here
waiting for eternal bliss.